Letter · 1883

To N. A. Leikin, 1883. Moscow.

H. A. Лейкину, Апрель, после 17, 1883 г. Москва.

Headnote

Nikolai Alexandrovich Leikin was the editor of Oskolki ("Splinters"), the St. Petersburg humor weekly that gave the twenty-three-year-old Chekhov his first steady outlet and his first real editorial relationship. Leikin paid by the line, wanted comedy above all, and had just written to say that two of Chekhov’s recent submissions – "Willow Switch" ("Верба") and "The Thief" ("Вор") – ran too serious for his magazine’s brief. This letter is Chekhov’s reply, and it doubles as a small manifesto on how much gravity a comic weekly can carry before it curdles into "dryness": a short, serious piece now and again, he argues, is not a betrayal of the format but a change of course that keeps the reader’s palate awake, provided it stays light and brief and does not become the rule.

The letter is also an early sample of a lifelong practice: Chekhov angling to place his brothers’ work alongside his own. "Ag Yedinitsyn" is a joking half-pseudonym for his elder brother Alexander Chekhov, himself a journalist and occasional humorist whose talent Chekhov rates honestly – real but undisciplined, stuck in a lyrical vein that does not suit periodical work, and increasingly overtaken by drink and dishevelment, though none of that is said outright here. The closing line, asking whether Leikin received the Easter story "Vanya, Mamma, Auntie, and the Secretary," is business as usual: the young Chekhov was, by 1883, already tracking his own submissions across several magazines at once, supporting a large family on piecework paid by the line.

April, after the 17th, 1883. Moscow.
Апрель, после 17, 1883 г. Москва.
Much respected
Многоуважаемый
I am sending you a few stories and an answer to your letter.
Посылаю Вам несколько рассказов и ответ на Ваше письмо.
You remark, á propos, that my "Willow Switch" and "The Thief" are somewhat serious for Oskolki. Perhaps so, but I would not have sent you things that aren’t laughable if I hadn’t been guided in sending them by certain considerations.
Вы á propos замечаете, что мои "Верба" и "Вор" несколько серьезны для "Осколков". Пожалуй, но я не посылал бы Вам не смехотворных вещиц, если бы не руководствовался при посылке кое-какими соображениями.
It seems to me that a serious little piece, small, some hundred lines or so, will not cut too hard against the eye, the more so as the masthead of Oskolki carries no words "humorous and satirical," sets no frame in favor of unconditional humor. A little piece (not mine, but in general) that is light, in the spirit of the journal, containing a plot and a fitting protest, so far as I have managed to notice, is read willingly, that is to say does not make for dryness. Why, even with you, between the pieces of the most witty I. Grek there occasionally turn up little pieces that strike toward the serious, but slight, graceful, of a kind one might eat after dinner instead of dessert. They do not make for contrariness – quite the opposite... And Liodor Ivanovich, too, is not always witty, and yet you would be hard put to find a reader of Oskolki who skips his verses without reading. The light and the small, however serious it may be (I do not speak of mathematics and the Caucasian transit), does not preclude light reading... God preserve us from dryness, and a warm word said at Easter to a thief who is at the same time an exile will not ruin a number. (And, to tell the truth, it is hard to keep chasing after humor! Sometimes you chase after humor and turn out such a thing that you sicken at it yourself. Willy-nilly you climb into the domain of the serious...) By Trinity I will send you something green, á la "Willow Switch." I shall turn serious only on the great holidays.
Мне думается, что серьезная вещица, маленькая, строк примерно в 100, не будет сильно резать глаз, тем более, что в заголовке "Осколков" нет слов "юмористический и сатирический", нет рамок в пользу безусловного юмора. Вещичка (не моя, а вообще) лёгенькая, в духе журнала, содержащая в себе фабулу и подобающий протест, насколько я успел подметить, читается охотно, сиречь не делает суши. Да у Вас же изредка, кстати сказать, между вещицами остроумнейшего И. Грэка попадаются вещицы, бьющие на серьез, но тоненькие, грациозные, такие, что хоть после обеда вместо десерта ешь. Они не делают контры, а напротив... Да и Лиодор Иванович не всегда острит, а между тем едва ли найдется такой читатель "Осколков", крый пропускает его стихи не читая. Легкое и маленькое, как бы оно ни было серьезно (я не говорю про математику и кавказский транзит), не отрицает легкого чтения... Упаси боже от суши, а теплое слово, сказанное на Пасху вору, крый в то же время и ссыльный, не зарежет номера. (Да и, правду сказать, трудно за юмором угоняться! Иной раз погонишься за юмором да такую штуку сморозишь, что самому тошно станет. Поневоле в область серьеза лезешь...) К Троице я пришлю Вам что-нибудь зеленое, á la "Верба". Буду серьезничать только по большим праздникам.
I have written to Ag Yedinitsyn. He is my brother, now a clerk, who worked in recent years on the Moscow publications. He worked hard and in his time with success: he lived by his pen. He was a fair humorist, plunged into lyricism, into phantasmagoria and, it seems... is lost to authorship. He would like to run from lyricism, but it is too late, he is stuck fast. His letters are full of humor, nothing more laughable could be invented, but the moment he sets to scribbling for a journal – trouble, he starts to limp. Were he younger, one could make no mean worker of him. He is not a bad humorist. This much can be seen from the one fact that he entered the Taganrog customs house just when everything had already been carried off from it. I have written to him, and he will send you, surely, something. And with that I remain always ready to be of service,
Аг Единицыну я написал. Это мой брат, ныне чиновник, работавший в последние годы в московских изданиях. Работал сильно и в свое время с успехом: жил письмом. Был малый юмористом, ударился в лиризм, в фантасмагорию и, кажется... погиб для авторства. Хочется удрать от лиризма, но поздно, увяз. Его письма полны юмора, ничего смехотворней выдумать нельзя, но как станет строчить для журнала – беда, ковылять начнет. Будь он помоложе, из него можно было бы сделать недюжинного работника. Юморист он неплохой. Это можно видеть из одного того, что в таганрогскую таможню поступил, когда уж оттуда всё повыкрали. Я написал ему, и он пришлет Вам, наверное, что-нибудь. А за сим остаюсь всегда готовым к услугам
On the first day of Easter I sent you a story: "Vanya, Mamma, Auntie, and the Secretary." Did you receive it?
На 1-й день Пасхи я послал Вам рассказ: "Ваня, мамаша, тетя и секретарь". Получили?

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